Ok, so writing up a Bio, I want to connect it to Caladesh, how long has it been since the attack on the WT?

This place looks kinda dead... Are there still people RPing on here?

It's all well and good that I'm making a new character... which may or maynot have some connection to good old Caladesh, but if there is noone to RP with there isn't much point... :(

And over four years later I would like access again please :). Rereading the books again and I miss this place

Allo All,

Been thinking about getting back into this, and just really wanted to see if anyone I used to know is still on this website...

I know that I can't be Caladesh anymore, as he suicided screwing up the White Tower, which I love is now in thier history! And you probably won't let me come back as Osan'gar.

Just dipping my toes for now, seeing who is still here, and seeing if you guys are active enough to want to rejoin. It's been a little while.

And more importantly, is rand still here? Ata? hmm, I had a apprentice but I cannot remember the name, started with Z or something...

Ata don't tell me you never actually read that heroic thread of epicness? And don't worry about being confused, it was pretty close to bookness with its storyline.

Jehaine: Actually he got pissed of with Osan'gar not willing to do anything against the Aes Sedai,{Which was strange because I was both characters, talk about having a fight with yourself}, Caladesh had a problem with that because he had been captured twice by Aes Sedai, betrayed black a Black Ajah sister, and forced to kill one and loose his innocence, finally succoming to the DO and starting as a Dreadlord.

Anyway, had a fight with Osan'gar, revealed he had a Sa'Angreal making him literally more powerful than the chosen, and created a portal to the White Tower, Osan'gar taking offence at being called a weak fool, and having his most trusted follower/Mae'Shadar renounce his loyalty, severed the black thread holding back the crazy from Caladesh, allowing a amplified amount of the taint to flow into him, driving him quite mad.

Then he destroyed the Doors of the Tower, made holes in the walls, roof and floor, killed Aes Sedai and Warders, fought the ammy and keeper, then those crazy idiots attempted to weave balefire at Caladesh, which at that point he killed the Ammy and the weave unwound and severed the keeper.

The after effect of the Sa'Angreal burnt Caladesh out, and the night after his trial, awaiting execution the keeper killed him in his cell, before a Black Ajah killed her.

Ah the epicness of that was epic in itself. I really must do something like that again. Also... I may have the Keeper and the Ammy mixed up, but either way Caladesh's body only has a hole in it from the sword, the balefire was never actually formed...

Is that a definate no Ata? You are still the DO right? it is your call if I do that in my character bio... he can get new stats and everything, I just want his story to be Caladesh.

Also where is Rand/Ranulf/Rahvin? And why do these boards appear to be dead?

I missed you Mat, and you Ata.

Also, some WTers still remember me, how sweet. Mat did you get that ranch thing going? and the NPC town thingie? {Maybe remembering wrong, been a while.}

I liked having my super strong Mae'Shadar...

And I would have to work my way up again, which I guess is okay, I kinda know the ranking system in and out, I wrote it.

*is sure only Ata Remembers him*

Caladesh/Osan'gar here... well I guess not osan'gar any more.... or even Cala as he is dead...

But I'm back anyway. Hello

He got severed when he killed the arym and severed the keeper.

Then he got unfairly murdered by the Keeper, but he managed to kill her before he died.

So he killed lots of Aes Sedai, Warders, Novices, and the Arym, but teh Keeper killed him... not fair.

Any chance of teh DO resurrecting him Osan'gar style?

Sorry to barge in like this ladies...

But reading the White Tower History has seriously just made my day.

http://forums.dragonmount.com/index.php/topic,27619.0.html

999 NE - (Late) 7 months ago. Caladesh wreaks havoc in the WT and Lyanna and Lanfir die. Sirayn Simeone becomes the Amyrlin Seat. The Shadow takes Kandor.

This is me!!! I'm Caladesh!!! Sure he died, but you put it in the history! I made a difference! yay.

I think I may need to make a Aes Sedai now... or maybe just a Warder so I can try and Resurect Caladesh.

ok... invasion finished, just wanted to say thanks

The one and only :).

Time for another run at the White Tower I think... lol...

Do they still remember that? I hope so.

Hello All, Long time no see.

How the hell did Ranulf's name for his Rahvin Team become the overall name for Shayol Ghul?

How is old Ranulf these days... he's never on MSN.

Oh and Glorious Ata, keeping it going.

And I see Devon is still here. Wonderful Loyal Devon.

Marak is here too.

I wonder, are you guys still using the Dreadlord Ranking Table I helped create?

It's Time for Caladesh/Osan'gar to be Resurected. Happy to just be Caladesh again, But I would like to be Osan'gar again.

Let me know... I'll have to change the username obviously

I would like access... I think it's time I come back

Hey all i'm definately back now, bad spelling and all.

I'm nearly finished writing a Dreadie Bio, and for some stupid reason I am completely unable to load www.Shayol-ghul.com.

No matter what brower i use it doesnt work. Firefox, IE7, Netscape 8.1. It either comes up with "connection timeout", or in IE7 case, first redirects me to google, then tells me i'm not connected to the internet.... go figure.

well anyway whats shaking in SG lately?

Osan'gar

(assuming I still am)

hey been away for awhile dont know whats been happen around here.

i had a baby girl 2 months ago i forgot to post it.

am i still osangar or did i lose it?

i cant remember if i stepped down or not.

well let me know.

seeya

Caladesh looked at the Aes Sedai. He felt good now that that woman was dead. Felt very good. Perhaps killing these Aes Sedai would make he feel even better. Something niggled at the edge of his mind. Something wrong.

Perhaps they are the cause of this feeling, maybe I should kill them too. He could feel his glee dance and twirl around the Void. He almost felt like he should dance to it. Suddenly Anger filled the void and he felt himself being pushed away.

Caladesh took a firm grip of himself. Anger cleansed him as it always had. The Taint had shattered his mind. And worse he knew it had. Already he had to fight multiple personas for control of himself. I will control myself. I will destroy these Aes Sedai and find a way to remove the taint.

As if time had stopped he could see the body of the woman... no child he had just killed, and felt that this was a sign. There was something wrong here. His body moving slowly he wove.

Silky threads surrounded him, moving amazingly fast. Brilliant Red threads of Fire mixed with Sky Blue threads of Air. Dark Blue threads of Water intertwined with the Brown threads of Earth. And all through the weave Icy White Spirit connected it.

The Weave grew complicated, and all of the threads grew in size as he channeled every part of his strength into it. Saidin raged with anger, and Caladesh felt the void slipping as his face became a expression of pure rage and hatred.

They will all die and I will be the one to end it. The Taint will not have me! With the weave looking like the threads would burst if anymore power was channelled into it, he connected it all and released the weave.

Lightning exploded into existance, almost out of control. Wider than Caladesh's shoulders it flew from his hands. Arches of Lightning were thrown everywhere, coming off of the stream, exploding on crates and the walls.

The stream of Lightning seemed to slow down just before hitting the Aes Sedai, and Caladesh could see every detail. The stream was thicker than the Aes Sedai, and as it moved onward, it impacted with her stomach.

In perfect detail Caladesh saw the Aes Sedai's clothing catch fire as it flowed though her, ripping her in two like paper. Both halves flew backwards and impacted with the wall, the lightning following it.

Caladesh was unable to move, the Lightning still flowing from him. The utter violence and power of that one weave devestated him. That he had come from a assistant shop keeper to his disgusted him. Perhaps the taint has had more effect than he had thought.

Caladesh

OOC: hope that isnt too bad and atleast worth waiting for.

"You shouldn't have come here," came as a almost whisper from one of the women. Caladesh smirked at it. Connecting the last couple threads to his weave he could feel sparks jumping between his fingers, wanting release.

Toying with the idea of just killing them straight away he finally noticed the newcomer, just to have her rush at him.

“No!â€

Cocking his head at the charging woman Caladesh threw silky light blue threads of Air around her, throwing the sword from her hands and dislocating her arms. Lifting her up slightly he smiled at her.

"This wasn't ment for you, but I can always make more." Letting the Weave ignite Lightning, sparked around him, and he wove it in a arch around himself. Eerie blue light shined in his eyes, and for a moment looking into this women's eyes, he could see the madness he now had no longer doubt was reflected in his.

Releasing the Lightning from its arch around him, he hurled it at the woman, punching it into her stomach and watching as it slowly, with more intensity, burst through her. Slamming her on the floor with Air for good measure, he released her, and turned his attention back to his prey.

Caladesh,

OCC: Sorry its so short i wasn't sure what i was ment to do.. :)

I was told i had to post here on account of Rand being so great and all.... plus i was told there were cookies.... where are the cookies?

oh and James really likes being called Jamiekins... trust me, i call him it all the time :)

Caladesh turned to see two women enter the ruined Hall. They had a sense of Duty and Nobility. A perfect target for a Madman like Me. Hurling Fire in all directions still he concentrated on the newcomers, intent on seeing their actions.

Beware, they are dangerous! A voice echoed though his head, an old raspy voice he hadn't heard for ages, "Mynar... Show your self!" Turning around franticly he doubled his attacks, searching desperately for his old mentor.

"I will kill you!" The taint was taking its toll now, and Caladesh could no longer tell if the voice was a hallucination or real. No I killed you... I killed you Mynar you are dead. Caladesh thought for a moment he could hear soft mocking laughter, before he was suddenly made aware of his surroundings.

"This place is going to blow!" Those words ripped though his awareness, just before the ground beneath him exploded. First going up into the air, he wove Earth franticly, surrounding himself with an earthen shield of rubble. Unable to see through it Caladesh plummeted into the dark.

After a moment of falling, Caladesh felt a hard jarring as his shield hit the ground, cracking his shoulder against the side. Using Air he pushed at his self made prison until it exploded outwards.

Like the rebirth of some ancient evil, he walked out from the rubble, eyes still glowing from his weave and debris falling all around him. Looking at his surroundings, he could see the two women who had entered the Hall moments ago. Cocking his head to the side he released the illusion of his glowing eyes, and studied them.

Looking at their stoles he finally realised who they were. "Ah the Keeper and the Armylin, how nice to see you again. What a lovely place you have..." Bowing slightly he wove Fire and Air together into a small ball, and sent it above them, "Oh, Sorry about the mess."

Laughing at his own joke, he ignored the voices in his head, damning the Taint that filled him. Tying the light off above them, he stopped for a moment to appreciate the eerie shadows it caused.

Using multiple weaves of Air he snatched their Shawls, lifting them above their heads. Using Fire he tried to burn them, only to feel his weaves snap back at him. "Temper, temper little ones. You mustn't make me made."

Shaking his finger at them he continued. "I know for a fact that both of you cannot hope to match me. Even linked... oh sorry, I mean even if you "form a circle", you have no hope against me. Though you have shown me what I must do."

Gesturing upwards he gave them a cold smirk, "I must take the Aes Sedai apart piece by piece, not all at once. When I am finished with you two I will start again on them, and finally erase you evil witches from the Wheel."

"I will of course be sporting and give you one last shot, A chance however small it may be, of beating me." While he spoke Caladesh wove all of the elements together behind him, preparing his favourite weave, Lightning.

"Oh but please speak first, your Last Words and whatnot. I will even engrave them on the White Tower's tombstone." Waiting for their answer he held the last part of the weave, ready for its completion and their end.

Caladesh

Nemesis of the White Tower

Caladesh laughed dirlesiously as he continued his onslaught of Saidin. He could feel impacts on his shield from the pitiful Aes Sedai's attempts. He felt the strength of the Aes Sedai's circles increasing, Still not as strong as me. But they are starting to increase the strain.

Weaving Water and Fire together he formed a dim mist around the hall, increasing its strength slowly. as the fog started to form he saw something he was not expecting. A tall blonde man stood next to a petite woman in a green dress, with her brown hair framing her pretty face.

"Daenara!" Unnoticed the weave to make himself louder was still tied off, making his voice boom through the hall. Shrinking his shield to just around him he moved forward, pouring his power into the fog. Great winds pushed the fog around, making it even harder to see as the dirt was thrown around.

Weaving Spirit into a blade and struck towards the Aes Sedai. Feeling resistance he pushed harder until he Severed her. The man next to her called out in anger, but Caladesh just used Air to crush his windpipe.

Using Air to pick Daenara up he walked closer to her. "You are the reason I am here today, you and the way you treated me the last time I was here" using Air he lifted her into the air. Weaving Earth and Water into the ground below her, he the floor move upwards, incasing her in solid rock.

Making sure her form was still visable, he turned around. The fog had started to be disolved by the various Aes Sedai, pouring more Saidin into the fog it started to gain strength again.

Stopping for a moment he watched the lines of fire moving though the fog he had created. Weaving again he formed several illusions of himself, and set them moving though the fog. Drawing his sword he crouched low. It wont be long before they discover the trickery, I must move quickly.

Moving towards the stairs for the higher levels he was stopped by and Aes Sedai. "Move out of the way Witch, I have things to do." Assuming her to be weaker he wove Air to knock her out of the way. Suddenly his weave snapped back on him and he flew backwards as he was hit with Air himself.

Dropping his sword, he wove Earth into the ground to reach up and catch him. My Talent has always been a advantage. Standing upright he stared in the direction on the Aes Sedai, who had since dissapeared. Such strength, only a Chosen could of done that.

Weaving Earth into the ground around him in a circle, he kept increasing the size of the threads, and crisscrossing them over each other. "Hear me now Aes Sedai, Today no matter what help is rended to you, I will destroy you." As he finished speaking he pulled the threads towards him.

Releasing the weaves he listened as there was a low rumble echoing in the hall. Confused voices called out as the rumble increased and the ground started to shake. A half destroyed column fell over, the debris hitting the Aes Sedai sheltering under it.

Laughing, Caladesh stood in the eye of the destruction he was causing. Suddenly a flash of fire crossed his sight. Pushing his shield out he felt it start to strain as an onslaught of fire washed over him. Yelling out in frustration he wove Fire and Air together, thinking to fight Fire with Fire.

Circling the threads around him, he created a whirlwind of fire around himself, sweeping up the attacks and moving them towards the ceiling. Feeling the heat though his shield, Caladesh created another one closer to him. Hearing a crack Caladesh looked up towards the ceiling.

The heat from the inferno he had created was forming cracks in the ceiling, bits of the roof falling towards him. Using Air the deflect the bits that was falling towards him.

How am I ment to escape this? I must of been betrayed somehow. The taint coursing though him effected his thoughts, yet he didnt notice himself being affected. Another crack sounded, this time from the ground under him, so he released the weave, and stood ready for whatever came next.

Caladesh

Mae'shadar

Osan'gar stared with hatred in his eyes at the empty space where Shaidar Haran has been a moment ago. He could almost feel him holding the cour'souvra. Already forced to come here by the damned mind traps, only to listen to something he had no intention of following.

I will find a way out of that cour'souvra, I refuse to have some self important shadowspawn commanding me. As usual at times like this Osan'gar ignored the fact that Shaidar Haran negated the One Power, and that he seemed to give the Dark Ones own orders to the Chosen.

Looking around at the other chosen, he despised the mockery of the Age of Legends they were in. The Past is gone, time to forget about ancient relics and continue with our domination of this Age. Looking with distain at the other Chosen he rose, and cleared his throat.

“I have more important matters to attend to that this Gathering, I must supervise the Message I have sent to the White Tower.†Noticing several veiled looks of confusion he elaborated, “I have sent my Mae’shadar Caladesh with a very powerful angreal to attack the White Tower, he is as we speak destroying the place.â€

Manipulating the dream Osan’gar created a glass model of the White Tower on the table. Then continued speaking which he remodelled it as Caladesh was doing, “He has removed the doors, and put in some windows, and destroyed some of the unneeded columns.†Osan’gar released the model and watched as it faded from view.

“Quite clearly unlike the rest of you, I am actually doing something to further our cause, after Caladesh is finished, wether or not he survives, the White Tower will be in shambles, Aes Sedai flinching at the mere mention of the Shadow, and there is now no possibility of a alliance between the Towers,†pointing at each of the Chosen he spoke again, “Can any of you say that you have done something as important to our cause?â€

Osan’gar sat back down, waiting for the reply. Perhaps this will bring them out of their bickering and form some kind of unified front against the damned Light Fools.

Osan’gar

Chosen

http://www.dragonmount.com/forums/viewtopic.php?t=1823 The Last Stand

Cala doing every Dreadlords dream and destroying the White Tower.... well not quite destroying... more like messing up and chipping but who cares :)

Relentless anger raged against the void, threatening to destroy it, anger against his Master and anger towards the Aes Sedai's meddling.

Pointing his finger at his Master, he spoke with an icy cool anger, "You are nothing but a pathetic old man, a useless Relic from an Age long gone," as he spoke he drew upon the power of the True Source, seizing it, taking as much as he could hold, "It is time for your cowardly ways to end, but first I have a surprise."

Osan'gar drew himself up, his illusion of shadows swirling around him. "You dare speak to me in this manner Servant! Tell me why I should not strike you down this instant. I will teach you the ..."

Osan'gar's rant ended quickly as his servant started drawing more of the One Power, equalling his own strength. His servant gave him a cold smile and then spoke again. "This is only the beginning."

Drawing deeper on Saidin his servant stuck out at Osan'gar's Illusion weave, severing it. His Master took a step back as the weave snapped back on him. For a brief moment his real self could be seen, before the illusion was back in place.

“You will pay for that Servant.†A surge of tension filled the room as the two attacked and countered each other. Servant against Master. Before long the out come was apparent. The servant broke through Osan’gar’s defence and placed a shield around him.

“Remember Chosen Osan’gar, that I defeated you. Your own servant that you had entrusted with so much.†Lifting Osan’gar up with Air he tied off the shield and walked towards him, “And remember that I, Caladesh, Mae’shadar of your own order, defeated you with ease.†Dropping Osan’gar to the ground Caladesh turned around and wove a gateway to the prison cell he had recently escaped from.

“When I am finished with the White Tower, I will come after you.†Taking a step into the Gateway he failed to notice Osan’gar stand up. Breaking the shield quickly the only warning Caladesh had was a surge of power from Osan’gar. A blade of solid Spirit lashed out at him, to fast to counter, and Caladesh felt something snap.

Feeling with growing horror the feel of the taint sliding onto him, his protection gone, and laughter came through the closing gateway, “And you should learn the reason we were Chosen.†Feeling the taint wash over him, Caladesh fought the reflex to release Saidin, knowing the cost would be greater than he was willing to pay.

Howling in rage he looked around, for the first time noticing the Goosebumps on his arms and stared at the Aes Sedai in front of him. Flinging Fireballs wildly he opened a skimming portal and skimmed to the grand hall, here I will cleanse the White Tower.

Skimming into the centre of the Great Hall he stepped out of the portal. Surrounded by running women and girls, as well as Aes Sedai he wove a shield around himself. Ignoring the stares he wove as much Air as he could and threaded Earth and Fire through it, before slamming it against the main doors.

A resounding crash, louder than thunder echoed though the hall as the great doors flew off of their hinges, taking huge chunks of the wall with them. Not looking at the destruction caused by his actions he wove an illusion over himself, making him appear a giant in the hall, and altered his voice.

“Aes Sedai! I am Caladesh Vilmyr. Mae’shadar of the Shadow. You have become a vile curse on the world and I will remove you. Resistance is useless as I am even stronger than the Chosen.â€

Weaving Fire and Air around himself, using brute strength instead of skill as he wove spears of fire and hurled them at the walls. Over the crashing of ages old stone Caladesh could still be heard.

“Today is the Reckoning of the White Tower.â€

Caladesh

Mae’shadar

OOC: ok time for you girls to post something. Was this worth the wait?

Sorry to do this guys... well to the people who know me anyway... but just like my CoL character i've lost the modivation to play my Wolfkin character Oak.

Sorry to all the people who this effects. :)

Oak/Osan'gar

Sorry to do this to u guys but i'm killing my character.. i never really used him and i just am not modivated to want to play him any more...

Sorry..

Lucard/Osan'gar